| Song | The Card Cheat |
| Artist | The Clash |
| Album | London Calling |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Clash |
| [00:01.56] | |
| [00:11.68] | (strummer/jones) |
| [00:29.17] | There's a solitary man crying, 'hold me. |
| [00:32.79] | It's only because he's a-lonely |
| [00:36.03] | If the keeper of time runs slowly |
| [00:39.58] | He won't be alive for long! |
| [00:43.00] | If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned |
| [00:49.39] | With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? |
| [00:52.81] | It means nothing! |
| [00:56.42] | To the opium den and the barroom gin |
| [00:59.90] | In the belmont chair playing violins |
| [01:03.29] | The gambler's face cracks into a grin |
| [01:06.41] | As he lays down the king of spades |
| [01:09.65] | But the dealer just stares |
| [01:12.18] | There's something wrong here, he thinks |
| [01:17.12] | The gambler is seized and forced to his knees |
| [01:20.17] | And shot dead |
| [01:36.55] | He only wanted more time |
| [01:39.42] | Away from the darkest door |
| [01:43.30] | But his luck it gave in |
| [01:45.30] | As the dawn light crept in |
| [01:46.85] | And he lay on the floor |
| [01:50.31] | From the hundred year war to the crimea |
| [01:53.59] | With a lance and a musket and a roman spear |
| [01:57.17] | To all of the men who have stood with no fear |
| [02:00.28] | In the service of the king |
| [02:03.78] | Before you met your fate be sure you |
| [02:06.75] | Did not forsake your lover |
| [02:13.07] | May not be around anymore |
| [02:43.88] | There's a solitary man crying, 'hold me. |
| [02:47.33] | It's only because he's a-lonely |
| [02:50.52] | If the keeper of time runs slowly |
| [02:54.14] | He won't be alive for long! |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Clash |
| [00:01.56] | |
| [00:11.68] | strummer jones |
| [00:29.17] | There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me. |
| [00:32.79] | It' s only because he' s alonely |
| [00:36.03] | If the keeper of time runs slowly |
| [00:39.58] | He won' t be alive for long! |
| [00:43.00] | If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned |
| [00:49.39] | With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? |
| [00:52.81] | It means nothing! |
| [00:56.42] | To the opium den and the barroom gin |
| [00:59.90] | In the belmont chair playing violins |
| [01:03.29] | The gambler' s face cracks into a grin |
| [01:06.41] | As he lays down the king of spades |
| [01:09.65] | But the dealer just stares |
| [01:12.18] | There' s something wrong here, he thinks |
| [01:17.12] | The gambler is seized and forced to his knees |
| [01:20.17] | And shot dead |
| [01:36.55] | He only wanted more time |
| [01:39.42] | Away from the darkest door |
| [01:43.30] | But his luck it gave in |
| [01:45.30] | As the dawn light crept in |
| [01:46.85] | And he lay on the floor |
| [01:50.31] | From the hundred year war to the crimea |
| [01:53.59] | With a lance and a musket and a roman spear |
| [01:57.17] | To all of the men who have stood with no fear |
| [02:00.28] | In the service of the king |
| [02:03.78] | Before you met your fate be sure you |
| [02:06.75] | Did not forsake your lover |
| [02:13.07] | May not be around anymore |
| [02:43.88] | There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me. |
| [02:47.33] | It' s only because he' s alonely |
| [02:50.52] | If the keeper of time runs slowly |
| [02:54.14] | He won' t be alive for long! |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Clash |
| [00:01.56] | |
| [00:11.68] | strummer jones |
| [00:29.17] | There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me. |
| [00:32.79] | It' s only because he' s alonely |
| [00:36.03] | If the keeper of time runs slowly |
| [00:39.58] | He won' t be alive for long! |
| [00:43.00] | If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned |
| [00:49.39] | With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? |
| [00:52.81] | It means nothing! |
| [00:56.42] | To the opium den and the barroom gin |
| [00:59.90] | In the belmont chair playing violins |
| [01:03.29] | The gambler' s face cracks into a grin |
| [01:06.41] | As he lays down the king of spades |
| [01:09.65] | But the dealer just stares |
| [01:12.18] | There' s something wrong here, he thinks |
| [01:17.12] | The gambler is seized and forced to his knees |
| [01:20.17] | And shot dead |
| [01:36.55] | He only wanted more time |
| [01:39.42] | Away from the darkest door |
| [01:43.30] | But his luck it gave in |
| [01:45.30] | As the dawn light crept in |
| [01:46.85] | And he lay on the floor |
| [01:50.31] | From the hundred year war to the crimea |
| [01:53.59] | With a lance and a musket and a roman spear |
| [01:57.17] | To all of the men who have stood with no fear |
| [02:00.28] | In the service of the king |
| [02:03.78] | Before you met your fate be sure you |
| [02:06.75] | Did not forsake your lover |
| [02:13.07] | May not be around anymore |
| [02:43.88] | There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me. |
| [02:47.33] | It' s only because he' s alonely |
| [02:50.52] | If the keeper of time runs slowly |
| [02:54.14] | He won' t be alive for long! |